Shelley hisses as her wet feet slip on the smooth stone, but louder when he catches her, out of nowhere. So much for hoping he might not see her leave. Clutching the towel, she can't push herself up, but she turns her face down and away, shoulders hunching automatically.
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Date: 2006-09-14 09:18 pm (UTC)"L-let me up."